Let's Just Live

Taste of Reality

It's been six years since I've come to Remnant. I will be starting up school soon and I have no idea if I can start training to be a Huntsman there. Having my knowledge of future events would greatly tip the scales in the favor of Beacon. Something though keeps giving me a bad feeling though. The phone calls mentioning are becoming more frequent. What used to be once a week is now every other day. Most days I just feel confused about what is going on. I would wonder "If Ozpin knew other Silver-Eyed warriors then why were they never involved. I would soon get my answer.
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Ozpin or his messenger, I don't yet know who, has been insisting we relocate for several weeks now. My Father always said no that he and Lindsey would be handle the situation. Then one day he went out for his weekly Grimm clearing. When he returned his body had cuts everywhere and his right arm had blood streaming down it.
"Gather everything you need we're leaving as soon as possible," Michael stated. The tone he used offered no room for discussion. He then went to clean his wound.
"Go get your favorite clothes honey I'll be right back," Lindsey said as she followed Michael. I slowly begin too realize what is about to happen. The reason why I never saw my new parents in the show. Well I guess it's up to me to keep these warriors alive.
As I go upstairs to do what I was told, I don't want to get in trouble, I think of ways to stop the Grimm. Wait if they have silver eyes wouldn't they be able to stop the Grimm?
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So far it has been very quiet Grimm wise. I expected more of an attack while we were getting ready. Speaking of which my father used the excuse of meeting a family friend for why we are packing. Though I did get a name as to who we are meeting up with. Though the idiot from Beacon isn't a name I remember.
Though I'm still in the dark as to whom we are meeting up with we leave today. So we take the bags we packed, my small one filled with some food and water, we head out the door to safety my father in the front, then myself, my mother, and my father flying in backwards in the rear. All set to- wait what!
A man's ponytailed head pokes inside and sees us, "Knock-Knock. Anyone home? Ahahaha." As my mother draws me back behind her I get a good look at the man. As I do though I am filled with dread.
He has a lean build with brown hair and golden eyes. He wears a dark brown jacket left open that reveals an open, white sleeveless jacket. He has leather belts going across his stomach and white pants. He has three earrings, two on the left one on the right. On his arms are purple bandages and braces leading to blades mounted on his wrists almost like stingers. He has what looks like a belt wrapped around his waist but when know what to look for a stinger can be seen.
Grimm I could handle, they aren't smart and my new parents combined could take them for awhile. But I knew what this man could do. Tyrian was not a Faunus that you wanted to cross paths with.
As Michael used his katana as leverage to get back up Lindsey held up her great-sword in challenge. Tyrian just began laughing once more.
"Oh dear you, you actually think you stand a chance. Hahaha, oh if it weren't for the fact my queen wants you exterminated I would recommend stand up comedy, because that is funny." He says to my mother and father. As my mother charges towards him and my father recovered I could only sit back, as I awaited the slaughter.
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A/N Crys, who is my kinda beta, wasn't able to look through this chapter so if there are any mistakes let me know and I'll have them fixed. In other news, the first fight next chapter. I wonder who will win.